So good to hear from you Patty. You have been in my prayers. I hope the
doctors get things squared away and get you at least much better than you are
right now. I can't believe all you've been doing with the cats while you're
still trying to recover! Good for you!
And of course I'm so sorry for your loss and hope Puma recovers.
take care,
tonya
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It's me - the insomniac (had THAT problem prior to MVA, but now, on top
of everything else, it is much worse!)
First off, thanks to all of you who sent me cards (belatedly, sorry).
And Terrie, as I am not on computer much, AOL just deletes e-mails after
what-ever time frame they go by..
In fact, I did get on computer earlier this week (?), memory's shot so I
could be wrong
I did write a post about Thank-You's, condolences, the cat-jacking episode
(what a WONDERFUL ending), and shelters w/ Felv and FIV cats.
But that is when my computer crashed, and I couldn't send it. It's on a file
somewhere, but guess what? YEP!!! The memory thing - can NOT remember where I
filed it. But, I had my roomie print a copy and I will get to it when he is
available..
Things are NOT going good for me post MVA injuries. I am seeing WAAAYYY TOO
many Dr.s/specialists (probably a good thing - They aren't giving up!), having
a zillion diff. tests done.
And, all of the Dr.s can not agree on prognosis! Some say one thing, another
says something diff., and the rest all have their own guesses. My
neurologist did tell me that in all probability I'll never be the same as I
was. But, he couldn't/wouldn't tell me just what will stay damaged. Guess
he doesn't know either Or maybe he does and just doesn't want to worsen my
depression! I have battled w/ depression for many years.
And when I saw my (new) psychiatrist (old one retired), he diagnosed me
w/ Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome (among other things!)
SURPRISE! SURPRISE! (NOT!!!)
My other psych said I suffered Post Traumatic Stress due to all the years
I've been in rescue, what I have seen, what I can't control...blah,blah,
blah... You get the picture, I'm sure
Anyway, this new Dr. gave me a pamphlet on PTS, to explain his diagnosis,and
guess what ranks in the top 3
SEVERE MOTOR VEHICHLE ACCIDENTS!
And, yes, this MVA has had a very severe impact on me, physically mentally,
so I can see where he's coming from. (Now I have DOUBLE (or more) PTSD
Yippee! Just what I (don't) need!)
My major problem is w/ my vision. I saw a neuro-opthamologist last week and
until he gets all my hosp. records, MRI's, Cat-Scans, the works, he CAN'T
answer my questions either! He did say that my eyes are mis-alighned .(If
that's not word, it means that they aren't working together) My right eye
is really bad, and when he tested me for looking to the side, well, that eye
isn't moving! I have to wear a patch to cover it, but, even that makes
seeing/reading very difficult, to say the least. I used a magnifying glass
when I finally got on-line tonight, or I should say, early morning.
Anyway, I DID clean out my mail box, so I do intend to get back on, and
sooner than I wasn't
Ok, enough about me. Want to hear some GOOD news? You all know that (feral)
Charity is Timmy's (My darling angel!!) mom. And I think I mentioned Black
Bart, the neighborhood HUGE tom. Who is also Charity's constant
companionmust be love, huh? In fact, now that Timmy has grown, I really
believe that Bart is his Dad!!!
Anyway, animals do have a special sense about people, and I really, really
believe that both Charity Bart know that somehow I am different. Not that I
was ever a threat, but I did trap Charity for spaying/exam. (At which time, she
bit me so hard, my fault, I ended up in ER! Not once, but twice!) And Bart is
one of those cats that would never go in trap! So, I had planned on netting
him for neuter, but heck, now I couldn't even net a butterfly - Not that I ever
would!
Ok, the good news.Both cats are ecstatic that their meal ticket is home!
(My roommate took excellent care of all my indoor furbabies, dogs cats. But
he did NOT feed the ferals. He DID check barn for any newborn kittens, at my
request, and there were none. Guess I did a great job spaying the female
ferals/strays. I'd give myself a pat on the back, but, well, that's just
another thing I can't do now..
The barn/feeding station is all the way at the back of my yard. And, walking
is, let's say delicate, so I do leave out large bowls of dry food, but was
only giving wet every 2-3 days.(Which the dry should be plenty 'cause prior to
MVA I was able to gather all the ferals/strays, vet them, and find them
homes.(Still have 4...any takers? J/K!!! They ARE with their family(me)
now).
Well, my dear Charity has started talking to me, and NOT in that scared tone.
Very soothing
